Unlike today where I can go for hours before cumming, given this was my first time, I didn’t last very long. I told her I was about to cum and tried...to gently push her off me. This must have just encouraged her more because she took me all in her mouth as I blasted my load right down her throat. She stood up, as if to suggest we were done and she was going to leave, but I started rubbing her pussy with my hand. She was incredibly wet. The feeling of her hot, wet, bushy pussy on my hands got me. It was driving me wild as I loved his big knot in me. Then I started to fucking him on a regular basis, about three times a week. I also still had Jim, the stable boy who satisfied me about three times a week also. Of course, my husband and I would make love and he would try to satisfy me, but I did not really get satisfied with his smaller cock. I needed something big in me. One day I was at the stables and saw one of our male horses as his cock got hard. It was huge! It must have been 2 feet. As it was, she could only suck one, but if they had a wide enough girth, it made her lips stretch out obscenely, and her cheeks gape.Meanwhile, the closer Annie had gotten to the end of the school year, the less worried she’d been about them being seen. Her second-most-recent tattoo was a huge snake-cock, coiled around her arm, its head forever frozen in the act of pumping out a huge load of seed into Annie’s hand.But on this, the day of her twentieth tattoo, it was her latest ink that Annie. And we all know there is only one kind of discipline that works, corporal punishment. The idea that wives also needed punishment was hinted at, but never spoken plainly. The stronger the message of adult male dominance, the more the church grew. Surprisingly, much of this growth was among young, single mothers.As the church grew, the members wanted a school that would reflect their values. We opened the K-12 school with almost 200 students. I insisted on uniforms. Boys would wear slacks, button.